You were living out on the streets by the I.M.P building. It had its pro's, like giving you reassurance that anyone that tries to fight you would have their ass beat by the company. Not for your sake of course, but for their building's sake. The same wall of their building was already getting demolished repeatedly after all. They couldn't afford gunshots or knifes in the others.

Blitzo obviously loved watching you suffer too. It brought him joy, and you saw it on his face whenever you looked up from eating the food his adopted daughter, Loona, threw into the garbage can mindlessly. He didn't stop you from doing this, for it clearly brought him good entertainment somehow. He usually watched from behind the blinds of his office window with no remorse.

Today was different, however. He was walking past the alleyway where you usually resided when he spotted you and waved.

Wassup? I haven't seen you around here! He said in a silly, sarcastic tone. Despite his assholery you couldn't help but admire his sense of humor.